Somehow the lights of our stars converged again,
and thus they form the overwhelming blaze of Lucifer..
Reigning another atmosphere, somewhere above all mortals' Lucky Stars,
our Lucifer is flesh from the flesh of the demiurgic Creation.

Behind your back I hold my breath and sighs;
I follow your steps and hide my shadow in your shadow,
I draw the lines of your corpse with chalk on the ground,
And lie down,
shaping myself in your illusory embrace.
I'm sculpting your surreal face
in the amorphic air that's barely tickeling my skin,
My sight pierces the dark. impenetrable corners of the room,
persuaded it will discover your iris as I get closer and closer..

I set myself free from the earthly configuration
And with a heart-beat I ordain another Genesis..
Another existance that ties my hand to yours..

ok so the first 4 lines make absolutely no sense, the rest is good though Hm sort of a bitter sweet romance thingy Hm now i'm sure you already know that since you wrote this, but hey, i have to put a comment xP